Sunday, July 12

Dorthy died well over a year ago. She was a goldfish who lived in a little tiny Sesame Street aquarium on our kitchen counter. We never mentioned that Dorothy was leaving. She just disappeared one day, aquarium and all.

I know Alexis can remember all this stuff because her brain isn't clogged with things like the periodic table of elements, the PLU for bananas, and the mortgage due date, BUT STILL. Where do I get me some of that magical memory potion, yo?

My day yesterday:Remember you said we could make brownies on Sunday? Remember? Remember? When are we making brownies? Are we making brownies? Is it time to make brownies? Remember...brownies? remember? Is it time? now? Now? How about now? Remember?

My daughter had an insane memory too. (Remember the Baby Jesus story?) The boys haven't done this as much as she did.

However, all three of my kids know where they are and how to get places by age two. That kills me, how a 22 or 24 month old will know instantly that I turned a different way, or will know what turn to take to a place they haven't even been in months.

Dude! That is my kids to a 'T'! I keep waiting for Cooper to tell me that he remembers the time he went down the slide while getting squeezed really tight and then it was really bright and cold. Given the amount of random crap he remembers and asks me about months and months later, it wouldn't even phase me.

Wanna know how to break her? Buy her a pack of post-it notes. Teach her how to write down things she wants to remember. Once she realizes she doesn't have to actually remember ANYTHING if she just writes it down...POOF! Any and all remaining ability to remember things will disappear faster than the last popsicle in the house on a hot summer day.

oh man Maggie's been doing this to us lately. Just today she brought out her Elmo Live that Dan's parents got her for Christmas that she hasn't really played with in months to show to Dan's dad. Like, HERE PAP PAP! YOU GOT THIS FOR ME! LOOK HOW I PLAY WITH IT! Crazy. These kids, they are scary.

My 4yo's memory just kills me. The things he remembers blow me away. I, on the other hand, can't remember when I ate for breakfast yesterday. Do you think it's possible that he usurped my memory in utero? Like an alien brain sucker or something? Yeah, I'm going to go with that.